The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 91

My grip on the phone tightened, the memories of his repulsive face flooding back with a vengeance..

“What do you want, Bruce?” I tried to keep my voice steady, to hide the fear that threatened to consume me. A sinister chuckle echoed through the line. “Oh, Evie, always so direct. I thought we could catch up, reminisce about old times.”

I swallowed hard, my mind racing as I considered my options. The memories of our last encounter were still fresh. Timothy’s stitches may have gone, but the scar was still there.

“Was our last reunion not enough fun?” I gritted out through my teeth.

Bruce’s laughter was cold and cruel. “Oh, Evie, the fun never ends between us,” he said hoarsely. I noticed how he’d decided on dropping his nickname for me. Somehow, that unsettled me even more.

“Why are you calling? Was that last beating of yours not enough?” I asked, clutching the phone to my ear. Aria’s calls had been reduced to a deadening silence, one that left me feeling far more alone that I would have liked. Bruce laughed once more, though with far less enthusiasm. “I think you’ll want to hear

what I have to say. It concerns someone you care about.”

My heart stopped, the words striking a nerve. Who else did he drag into our mess? Was shedding blood not enough to stop him in his tracks?

Just the thought of Timothy lying in that hospital bed, pale from blood loss, made my skin prickle. “What did you do?” I demanded, my voice shaking.

“Relax, Evie. No one’s gonna bleed on this round,” he said with an edge to his voice. “Now, hurt feelings are completely on the menu.”

“I don’t have the time or energy for your games, Bruce,” I said with a long sigh. “You almost killed Timothy.” Bruce snorted. “You’re still worried about that douchebag?”

I clenched my jaw. “I guess I am,” I hissed. “So stay away from him!”

Bruce’s laughter was smug. “Or what, Evie? You’ll come running to protect him? How sweet.”

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It didn’t seem like reasoning with

let you hurt him,” I said, my voice a

menacing. “You are one dumb

had already made up

he continued. “Because it will be

Evie.” He laughed on, almost drunkenly so, as my name escaped his lips. “I

in their wake. Bruce’s threat hung

warning, a video appeared on my phone, and my heart sank. Without a word,

dawned on me, the small form turned, revealing my High School self in all her exposed glory. My

memory.

ear.

against his

video was damning evidence of that night between Timothy and I. Something that felt so beautiful in the moment but resulted in an immeasurable amount

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had recorded us together, and from the way Timothy would occasionally glance in the camera’s direction, I didn’t have to make too many guesses as to

felt foreign on my tongue, as if speaking them. would somehow make the horrifying

believe in a different version of Timothy, a person who was capable

under the pressure. The room felt suffocating, the air heavy with the weight of

built around me.

leaving me exposed and vulnerable. To

tears stung my eyes. As if it wasn’t bad enough that Timothy recorded us having sex. Somehow,

with tension, each tick of the clock echoing in my mind. I began pacing the room, my steps light against the

do you want from me?”

down my spine. “Ah, Evie. Always so

surged within me. “Cut to the

amusement replaced by a chilling edge. “You know what I want, Evie.”

“Fine. I’ll give you the money. Just